Black Sheep Radical Lyrics

Victorian Turrets of wealth and empire greed
Paid by the sweat of trade and colonial grief
A medieval curse stains this land
The middle ages never seem to end

Caravaggio cursed lesser men
Drew his sword and murdered some of them
Revenge is a dish best served cold
An artist lives life with his own rules
Fighting in the dancehall, fucking in the streets

When he dance the two step, he step on her toes
On foreign trips he step on their toes
He was shot down dead deep in the jungle
Now he lives on a million bed-sit walls

Black sheep black sheep, black sheep radical
Rudie Rudie is an icon now

Classic photo captured in freeze frame,
Deep set eyes - A rock 'N' roll Jesus
He was caught on Korda's camera lens
Now he lives in a million ad campaigns

Black sheep black sheep, black sheep radical
Rudie Rudie is an icon now

Danger! danger! You'd better call the cops
Incendiary chords are never gonna stop
We need righteous music to punctuate the din
We need something loud to make us sing!

The more you know, the less you need
The more you own, the less you see
The more you want, the less you have
All we got is rebel songs...

In a world of plastic trash
Of cheap, cheap stuff and petty flash

I was living too fast in an endless chemical rush

The more you know, the less you need
The more you own, the less you see
The more you want, the less you have
All we got is rebel songs...